Alistair stopped, reaching up to wipe his mouth and beard off, but he wasn’t done yet. He took Noah’s hand, lapping up any trace of his load and then moving on to gingerly lick at the head of his spent cock. Up again Alistair went, using his tongue to clean up Noah’s chest.
Noah watched in awe, and damn if that didn’t make his loins twitch with a fresh surge of lust.
“Mmm, perfect.” Alistair was now right on top of Noah, and he kissed him, boldly sliding his tongue back into Noah’s mouth to share the taste of his own cum.
Noah dragged his hands up into Alistair’s thick hair, kissing him back with a hungry growl.
It had taken hours upon hours to find relief, but it had been absolutely worth it.
His body was buzzing with a flood of endorphins, his legs even twitching a bit, and he was totally exhausted. The music was still playing outside, but he didn’t want to move.
Then again…
“Can I have some dinner now?”
Alistair laughed and kissed him again. “You can have anything you’d like, dear boy.”
“Good, ’cause I am freakin’ starving.”
Alistair got them cleaned up and swaddled in plush robes, and a quick trip to the kitchen for the leftover dinner Noah hadn’t eaten earlier satisfied his rumbling stomach. Noah was happy to head back to bed after that, and he slept wonderfully, stretched out across the big bed with his head buried in the crook of Alistair’s shoulder.
He woke up smiling, warm, and pleasantly sore, and he yawned loudly.
“Good morning,” Alistair murmured. He sounded like he had been awake for a while.
“Morning.” Noah peeked open his eyes. “Mm, hi.”
“Hi.” Alistair pulled Noah in a little closer and kissed the top of his head. “How did you sleep?”
“F’ing great. You?”
“Very well, thank you.” Alistair rubbed Noah’s back. “How are you feeling, mm?”
“Sore.” Noah wiggled. “Yeah, definitely sore. My thighs are killing me. My ass is surprisingly good.”
“Good.”
“You like doin’ that stuff a lot? Toys?”
“I do. Did you enjoy it?”
“Yeah…” Noah grinned. “I did. Made me bust like a damn volcano. But maybe no dancing around with it next time.”
“Noted. I assume you enjoyed the festivities with DJ Quigs as well?”
“Oh, yeah. That was awesome.” Noah sat up with a groan, and he stretched his arms out above his head. “It was a lot of fun. Did you like it?”
“A little loud for me, but some of the music was quite catchy.”
“Loud? Ha, that’s right.” Noah turned to smirk at Alistair. “I forgot how old you are.”
“Easy now, dear Noah.” Alistair tucked his arms up behind his head. “I’d hate to punish you so early in the day.”
“Don’t you gotta take some kinda back pill or somethin’ first? Have a bunch of coffee?” Noah smiled sweetly. “I mean, that’s what old people gotta do, right?”
“Keep it up, sweet boy. See what happens.”
“You know, I’m actually surprised you stayed up with me so late. That had to be way past your bedtime…”
